"Congratulations on returning from your training, Master!" A white light flashed in front of him, and Ye Xuan appeared in the illusory space. Fo/o
Ye Xuan blinked his eyes and seemed to have adapted to the new environment. He nodded slightly and said, "En, Xueyi, help me calculate the gains from this trip!"
"Yes, Master, please wait a moment!"
"According to the system's calculations, you've completed two random quests in the fantasy world of A Chinese Ghost Story 1. They are: Reach Guobei County within half a month, and the reward for completing the quest is 3,000 Cultivation points. You also need to stop the Thousand-Year Tree Demon from harming people in Lanruo Temple and eliminate it. The reward is 15000 Cultivation points.
"You obtained a total of 18000 Cultivation Points in A Chinese Ghost Story 1. You now have a total of 30000 Cultivation Points!" Xueyi concluded.
"30000 Cultivation Points?" Ye Xuan's mouth twitched. He didn't seem to have earned much from A Chinese Ghost Story 1.
However, it wasn't right to say that he didn't earn anything. At the very least, he still had a high-grade talisman worth 9000 cultivation points in his storage space.
With a flip of his right hand, a small booklet without a cover appeared in his hand. This booklet recorded Yan Chixia's two main spells, Lightning Palm and Sword Manipulation.
Originally, Ye Xuan planned to use his "Shang Qing Secret Scripture" and the remaining Exorcism and Demon Sealing Talisman to trade with Yan Chixia. However, Yan Chixia rejected the deal. However, out of Ye Xuan's expectation, Yan Chixia directly gave him the book that recorded his two main spells, which made Ye Xuan feel that he was a petty person.
Looking at his own attributes, his magical power had already reached 63 points, and he had the strength of the middle stage of Qi training. Unknowingly, he had already caught up with the Ninth Uncle.
"Xueyi, help me convert 10000 Cultivation Points into Mana!" Ye Xuan thought for a bit and decided to increase his Mana as soon as possible.
Because he felt that his mana value was too low, especially this time. If it wasn't for Yan Chixia's presence this time, just dealing with the thousand-year Tree Demon alone would be enough to give him a hard time. He didn't believe that he would be so lucky every time. If he accidentally drew an immortal-level world where there were as many Primordial Spirits as dogs and Return to Void Stage cultivators, he would be sending himself to his death if he went in.
In the end, people still had to rely on themselves.
"Exchange complete!"
As soon as Xueyi's voice fell, Ye Xuan felt that the mana in his body had suddenly increased a little, but because he was still in the middle stage of Qi Disciple, he felt that the mana in his body had suddenly increased a little. So, he didn't feel much. He looked at his attributes again and saw that they had increased to 73 points.
"By the way, Xueyi, do I still have another chance to choose to go to the Human-Level World?" Originally, Ye Xuan planned to go out, but he suddenly remembered that he had a Level 3 authority, so he asked Xueyi.
"Yes, Master, but this opportunity cannot be repeated. Please make a decision as soon as possible before the next Fantasy World opens. Otherwise, the system will treat it as your choice to give up this month, "Xueyi answered dutifully.
"Okay, Xueyi, send me out!" After seeing that there was nothing else, Ye Xuan said to Xueyi lightly.
"Yes, Master, goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
There was a flash of white light. Ye Xuan disappeared from the virtual space.
Opening his eyes, he returned to his villa and looked at the time. It was almost one o 'clock in the morning. With a thought, Ye Xuan opened the door to his room. Then, Hei Dou, who had been guarding the door, jumped in from outside.
With a thought, the door closed again. Ye Xuan patted Hei Dou's little head, then sat cross-legged on the bed. His mind sank into his Primordial Spirit, and he began to cultivate the newly increased mana.
The night was silent!
The next day, Ye Xuan woke up early. After practicing his boxing in the yard, Ye Xuan, who was about to go for breakfast, suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
Ye Xuan frowned. He didn't have many friends in Seoul, or rather, none at all. The only person who knew his house was Zheng Jingxian, who ran the teahouse. However, Zheng Jingxian had never come to his house except for that one time. This was the first time he heard someone ring his doorbell since he had lived here for so long.
As Guard No. 1 and Guard No. 2 were robots, Ye Xuan had ordered them not to capture the intruders unless they were seen or invaded. They were not allowed to appear in front of people at other times. Therefore, even if there was some junk mail, Ye Xuan would only deal with it when he was free.
With a thought, Ye Xuan's mental power instantly crossed the distance of tens of meters and the iron door that blocked his vision. He saw a white BMW parked in front of his door, and an old man in a silver suit standing in front of the door and pressing the doorbell. He couldn't help but frown slightly. I don't seem to know this person?
After seeing the old man in the silver suit press the doorbell, he politely waited. He didn't press the doorbell again because he didn't get a response. Ye Xuan nodded, pondered for a moment, and then walked toward the door.
The old man pressed the doorbell. Originally, he thought that the family was not at home. When he was about to call his boss, he suddenly heard a "kacha" sound from the door. Then the door was opened, and a tall and sturdy young man in white casual clothes appeared in front of him.
"Hello, sir. May I ask if you are Mr. Ye Ye Xuan?" After seeing Ye Xuan, the old man was slightly startled, but his good temperament made him quickly come back to his senses. He first bowed slightly to Ye Xuan, and then asked respectfully.
Ye Xuan was almost used to the Korean etiquette. He nodded slightly to the old man as a return greeting, and said indifferently, "I am!"
Regarding Ye Xuan's cold attitude, the old man didn't express any dissatisfaction. A smile appeared on his face, and he reached out to take out a silver and gold-rimmed invitation card, and handed it to Ye Xuan with both hands. "Hello, Mr. Ye! I am Mr. Will's butler. Mr. Will is the head of the Clifton Clifton Law Firm in Korea. Tonight, Mr. Will's family will be holding a private reception, and Mr. Will would like to invite you to join him! "
Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows, and reached out to take the invitation card from the old man. He nodded and said, "Okay, thank Mr. Will for inviting me!"
After the old man handed over the invitation card, he bowed to Ye Xuan and left. "I look forward to your arrival, goodbye!"
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